Guy, pls tell me if its real bad or if its good! I'll try my best to write a good story! It's my first fanfic. Enjoy!:)


Note: Yesterday, Katniss and mates failed to escape to District 13 and was caught by President Snow but President Snow did not insist to kill them. They were just informed that they will be another Quarter Quell as the 3rd one that Katniss was in was a failure.*For the whole chapter of that day, go to my profile and find the 2nd story: It's another Quarter Quell! Enjoy!:)

The story is in katniss' POV except for some chapters which are stated that its in someone else's pov.

Tomorrow..................

Chapter 1: "I love you Peeta"

Thinking about the fact that I wasn't killed by President Snow yesterday is just plain miracle. I woke up very early this morning. Today is the reaping day... for the Quarter Quell. Yes, I was shocked too. Another Quarter Quell? How is that possible? But anything is possible with the Capitol. When I was informed by President Snow yesterday about the Quell, not to mention, when we failed to escape to Distrct 13, he insisted for us to go the square today, all of us. I believe in my instincts though, that something bad is going to happen. I can't be so sure... but I trust woman's six sense. Maybe I want to discuss this with Peeta, maybe for other reasons, but in any other way, I still went over to Peeta's house.

When I arrived there, the aroma of freshly baked whole-meal raisins bread filled the air. "He must be baking again," I thought, but he wasn't, which was a suprise for me, because he was writing.

"Hi." I said awkwardly. I startled him.

"Oh, Katniss… I didn't realise you're here… I'm really sorry…" Peeta said. He kept his diary that he was writing.

"Um… so Katniss… what brings you here?" In the games, he would probably have said: "What's up sweetheart?" and I miss those moments with Peeta.

"Um… I don't feel good about the Quarter Quell." I told him. I think Peeta gave me a "so what" look but I think I imagined it.

"Yeah… I know. I felt like that too." he replied. That's all he can say? Wow. He really gave up on me… and… and… I feel merely disappointed. I don't know whether to stay or leave. Keeping a distance between me and him, I wait for him to say something but he's still keeping silent.

"Um… I think I'll go back… um…" I said. Peeta cut me off.

"No, no! Don't go! Don't go! I mean… um… I didn't mean to… Katniss… stay here and we will go to the reaping together." The word together sounds weird but it gave me a warm feeling down my spine.

"Sit down Katniss; I'll go get some tea." Peeta said more regularly. I sat down and he went to make tea… *like I'm at some kind of aunt's house that I've never seen in years…*

I felt something hard under my butt where I sat. I took out a diary… Peeta's diary… when he was a kid… I knew I'm not suppose to read it… but… I … I really have the urge to know if I was involved in the diary, and so I did, I read it and as I read it, tears rolled down my cheeks. Yes, yes, I'm involved in the diary alright, my name appears at least once in every page... but what caught my eye and made my heart stops was this short paragraph: "I failed to make her love me. 10 years. 10 whole years. She still ignores me, even after the games, it used to be better, it was perfect in the games but it was all an act , an act to keep her life, to keep her life for that Gale. I didn't even have the chance to propose my love to her. Truly, I want to tell her, I love her. " and at that moment Peeta came out with a tray filled with cookies and cups filled with tea. Peeta dropped the whole tray on the floor when he saw me reading his diary.

"No! Don't! Katniss! No!" I stood up with tears still in my eyes.

"I'm sorry; I should have given you some privacy… I just really wanted to… I was curious." I apologized.

"No… I didn't…" I cut him off, sprang into him, and kissed him right on the lips. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed me back.

"I love you Peeta" I said with a shaky voice.

"I love you Peeta" Part 2

I was dressed in a long glittery blue silk evening gown. Peeta wore long brown pants, a white shirt and a smart black jacket. Together, we walked out of the house and to the square for the reaping.

When we arrived, it was packed, like always, and Haymitch, finally not drunk for once and also early, told us to get up the stage. We sat on the red chairs provided for mentors… oh… a mentor… that's what President Snow wants us to be! As all settled down, Effie went on with her talking and soon President Snow came up the stage. Why did he come for the District 12 reaping? Why can't he go to District Seven or Eight or whatever? His face make me want to throw up. Peeta squeazed my hand and in a second or two, I caught Gale's eye somewhere in the crowd. He shouldn't be here, in fact, he's 19, he doesn't need to be here.

"I won't waste a second," President Snow said. He took out a yellow envelope clearly labeled 100 from a box and reading it aloud. "For the 4th Quarter Quell," he said. "To remind our fellow victors that the Capitol have other ways to punish our rebellions, eyeing me , the male and female tributes will be reaped from the family members of the existing pool of victors." He closed the envelope and passes it to a little boy dressed in white. "We will not waste any time so, today would also be the day we choose our fellow tributes" I almost fainted. Haymitch's parents' died a long time ago, I've never heard that he had siblings, so, he's safe. Peeta's hand is sweating like you wouldn't imagine, he has 2 brothers and both his parents are still alive. I have a mother, no father, and 1 sister, Prim.

"Today is an interesting day isn't it?" Effie said with a smile. How can she smile? but I agree, today is truly insteresting. As usual, Effie runs her gesture of letting the ladies suffer the sorrow first. No… no… don't… no… pls… *Peeta is closing his eyes. Effie stuck her hand in the clear ball and read the name out loud.

"Primrose Everdeen!" No… No… NO! A little girl walked up the stage glumly, it's my littlePrim. I can see my mother weeping down the stage. This morning they were so happy eating breakfast when I head over to Peeta's house and now… I ran to Effie and held her hand tight.

"Effie, Prim is going nowhere" I said with pleading, yet calm voice. The crowd went silent.

"I don't mind going into the arena again" I continued. Peeta ran up to me.

"No, Katniss, you cannot." Peeta said firmly.

"Yes, I can Peeta, Prim, cannot." I replied easily.

"Oh… Katniss… you already had your glory; it's your sister's turn darling… Right Primrose?" she asked my sister. Prim looked up at her with teary eyes. I hugged her tightly. No… Prim… No… Just then, a woman's voice shouted… "I volunteer, I volunteer! I'm a family member of an existing victor, I can go to the Games!" my mother shouted and hurried up the stage. Oh no… not my mum… not my mum…pls… no… "Oh we got a volunteer here; let's give our applause to…" Effie was cut off by my sister. "No mum… It's alright… Katniss… I'll be fine, you're my mentor remember?" Prim said maturely. Effie didn't know what to say. Prim walked slowly forwards to the audience and took a bow. Slowly, one by one, the audience touches three middle fingers to their lips and holds it out to Prim.

"This feels like déjà-vu" Haymitch said rather loudly. I think it's supposed to be a joke or maybe he is serious but not a single person laughs.